Servicing

Artorias gave Idalia an intrigued look when she confirmed she did have more for him, her voice a smooth purr that made his ear flick as an instinctual shiver ran down his spine. He was eager to see what she had in mind if it was even better than the massage had felt. He remained still and relaxed while Lia's paws ran down along his sides, his muscles simultaneously tensing and unwinding from her touch. She asked him to turn over, and of course he did so without question. Artorias shifted to his side, then completed the roll onto his back, his paws curled up to his chest and hind legs naturally splaying in this position. He felt more than a little awkward and exposed like this with all of him on display, especially since only one wolf before her had ever seen him in this position. He probably should have considered the dangers of putting himself so willingly into a vulnerable position like this with a wolf he'd only known for a few hours, but call it an exercise in trust. He held no fear that Lia would do anything to harm him.

His trust was rewarded when her smaller paws pressed through the fur on his stomach, bound up his body to reach the joints beneath his shoulders and chest. Again Artorias' eyes rolled closed, deep sighs and content groans slipping from his lips while she worked her way down his sides. He had never felt so relaxed in all his life. Her paws worked down around the joints that connected his hind legs to his hips, making his toes curl. Then the relaxation came to a sudden halt when those practiced paws moved inward and surrounded his manhood. Artorias was not a small wolf in any physical sense, but when he felt her paws around him, he knew it hadn't been an accidental brushing. WHOA!

"Lia!" Artorias gave a surprised gasp at the unexpected rush of pleasure, his hind legs kicking on reflex while he quickly squirmed to roll back onto his belly, sliding out of her paws until he was lying upright again. Wide amber eyes met Lia's with a look of shock, his heart racing in his chest from the intimate contact and his breathing coming in short and quick. "I-I didn't realize you meant..." His words drifted off, feeling heat flush across his face as his mind began to put two and two together. Although he was far from innocent anymore, Artorias was still naive when it came to the world of slaves and the sex trade. Iris' story came back to his mind, and he realized that Idalia had probably experienced the same things she had.

"I'm sorry, I just... wasn't expecting that." Art gave an awkward, embarrassed smile to the young woman, his ears folded to his head as he realized what she had been implying from the start. "You, uh... you don't need to do that sort of thing any more. That's not what I wanted you for." Gods, he felt so foolish for not catching on until her paws were literally around him!

"Artorias" | "Corbin" | "Argent"